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Sunday, May 27, 2012

An Ode Written about Cardboard

Cardboard is beautiful
especially when exposed
Revealing the ridges
hidden beneath

Like Teak or Oak
its moving color and texture
are alluring

I like my cardboard in large pieces
The larger, the less limited 
the potential

Cardboard is experimental
Cardboard is gold
Cardboard can be cut
And Cardboard can fold

I found a piece of cardboard today
and breathed my fingertips across it's surface
inhaling the hair-like filaments it grows
listening to the harmony it sang

Cardboard is beautiful
especially when exposed
Cardboard can be cut
and Cardboard can fold

***

T. Curtis 12/22/2008

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